"At least three hundred beastmen, this is a herd! My lord. ”

Celta, the Norscan warrior beside him, shouted. He had clenched his spear and shield and was ready to fight to the death. The Norskas were not afraid of death, even in the face of enemies a hundred times stronger than themselves. For them, it is much better to die in glory than to die of natural old age on the bed.

However, Rhodes did not want meaningless sacrifices.

"There are too many beastmen. ”

He whispered.

"Are we going to retreat?"

Sattar turned his head and asked in surprise.

"Yes, retreat. Find a cramped spot and kill them again!"

Rod immediately ordered. Surrounded on all sides, no matter how strong these Norskas are, they will be at an extremely disadvantage. Because they may have to face three or four enemies at the same time in the open area. The number of Beastmen is several times that of them, and even the Norscan Marauders are unable to support them, no matter how strong their skills and strength are......

Despite their reluctance, Celta and a group of Norsca warriors complied with their leader's orders. After throwing a few hunting spears, the breakout began under the leadership of Rhodes.

"In the name of Ersun, follow me out!"

In the throbbing firelight, Rhodes shouted slogans and charged with his sword, and he slammed a hornless beast into the air, the sharp blade slashing sideways and slicing open the belly of the other beastman.

With a scream, blood gutts flowed out of the beastmen's abdomen......

The Norsca warrior who followed kicked the dying beastman down.

But at the same time, more beastmen came around, some of whom already recognized Rod. Last winter, during the Evil Moon, the Beastmen laid siege to Blackhammer Castle, killing many of them under the walls, but some escaped. These beastmen are too few to roam and survive in the south, so they have to return to the northern forests again. At this moment, old hatred and new hatred are intertwined, and their hatred of Rhodes exceeds that of all races.

"Roar...... Die!"

A beastman armed with a double-edged axe rushed at him, his body was very large and strong, and he was taller than Rod.

His face was disgusted with abscesses and scars, his misshapen horns sticking out upside down, and with a wild roar, the beastman slashed at Rhodes with a rough, rusty tomahawk.

Boom......

Rhodes raised his sword to fight back, and the two thick weapons met and collided in the air, rubbing the starting point with sparks, however, after this blow, the difference in strength was clearly manifested, compared to the battle in Black Hammer Fort last winter, Rhodes's combat effectiveness has increased a lot, he has received the sword, and has been bitten by the beast, so he is even more powerful.

After being repelled by the sword of the Lord of Black Hammer Castle, the beastman tried to attack again, but Rhodes took the first step, took a big step forward, and instantly moved in front of the beastman, before the opponent's battle axe could be withdrawn, Rod roared, and the right hand holding the sword was violently forced, and the tip of the sword pierced through the beastman's jaw and out of the back of his head! Blood spilled out of the beastman's veins like a hot spring.

On the other side, a hornless beast rushed towards the people beside Rod. But Celta grabbed him by the shoulders, and his hands were so hard that he directly twisted the neck of the hornless beast...... Only to hear the sound of bones cracking, the hornless beastman instantly lost his strength and collapsed to the ground.

But even if they could gain an advantage locally, Rod still demanded that all his men break through. They were not ten or twenty, but hundreds, a size that threatened the security of the Kingdom of Kislev.

, every time you have to face this kind of force size that only the regular army has to face. Where are the official people? Rhodes cursed inwardly.

Despite the discontent, the fighting continues.

Soon, under the furious slaughter of a bunch of Norscar warriors, Rhodes led them to open a gap. Following this gap, the Norscans ran wildly.

At this time, Rhodes realized that what he had just seen was only a small part of this beastman part, and more beastmen were on the periphery. Behind the swaying shadows of the trees were bloodthirsty and crazy beastmen, and though most of them were hornless beasts, or some newly mutated beasts, they were surprisingly numerous. On such a scale, Rhodes was sure that this must be an act of revenge by the beastmen. The Norscan raiders have swept the forest, killed some of the beastmen, and taken their food, and now the beastmen have come to take revenge.

Hundreds of heads......

Rhodes can be sure that there are at least four or five hundred of them. Weak hornless beasts sprang out in front of them, trying to stop the human force from breaking through. It's just that they were all killed by the Norscans, leaving behind more than a dozen corpses of hornless beasts along the way. But even with the casualties, the Beastmen still chased the human team frantically. The grass and leaves rustled, and beneath the forest, a large herd of beasts was chasing a human hunting party of less than a hundred people, though it was no ordinary hunting party......

The number of beastmen dying at the hands of the Norscans grew on the rise, but Rhodes knew that the most threatening horned beasts and minotaurs were still to come, and they were still in hot pursuit.

There was a light rain in the sky, and dark clouds obscured the moon.

Humans don't have good eyesight at night, and the Gnosca marauders are running one after the other. Fortunately, there was also the light of the torches, so that they would not lose sight.

Finally, under the leadership of Rod, they rushed out of the dense forest and came to a relatively open flat land. There are no trees to block it, so you can clearly see the direction of the beastmen.

It would be nice if there were narrow passages or walls...... Rod thought to himself. But this is not a city, there is no way to fight in the streets. The fighters were out of breath, there were no heights, there was no so-called favorable terrain. I had no choice but to fight against the water.

Rhodes immediately ordered the Norscians around him to stand in a circle, all the warriors wearing shields in the outer circle, and all those with spears and swords in the inner circle, forming a temporary hedgehog array. This is the only way to deal with the herd right now.

They were not professionally trained, but the excellent military qualities of the Gnoscan Marauders made them make the first move, even though the formation seemed so irregular and non-compliant...... Rhodes' request was for the shield bearer to stand on the perimeter, but in the end, the shield wall was formed as long as the person stood outside...... All with and without shields are huddled together. Anyway, it is enough to stand in a circle, and my brother's shoulder is my shield, which is the belief of the Norscans......

As soon as the hedgehog array was over, a large number of beastmen rushed out of the dense forest......